Letra de Night Vision

Here it is again, my daily dose of medicine
My orchestra of miniature violins
Here I go again, wishing I was dead, wishing you were dead
Wishing that these bottles could refill themselves
Cause’ there’s no more free drinks in hell
But the alcohol won’t burn for long
When all my wounds are gone
And I'm so sick of writing songs
That creatively hide everything I’ve done wrong
Until you’re gone
And I'm trying so hard to be upset
But it's hard when I got no hard place to be between
Sitting on this rock with you doing what I’m supposed to
We’ll cheers until our bottles break
Over all the future mistakes that we’ll make
So let’s go drink some more mistakes
But the alcohol won’t burn for long
When all my wounds are gone
And I'm so sick of writing songs
That creatively hide everything I’ve done wrong
Until you’re gone
Until you’re gone
And would you stand by all those things you said
With a loaded gun stuck to your head?
Well go ahead, say them again
And would you stand by all your investments
On a game of Russian roulette?
Well go ahead and put your money where your mouth is
Spray your bank account across these walls
Soak the floors and doors with change
Spraying oil from your veins
Knowing that you died in vain
Knowing that I stayed the same
Knowing that I quit this game
And cashed in your remains